Posts in category "Aging"

A childhood belief betrayed: the day my life changed forever

A childhood belief betrayed: the day my life changed forever
Once a month Chicagonow gives us a subject that we can write about. We have an hour and I haven’t done it in a very long time. Tonight’s subject, “write about something you believed as a child or in your youth that turned out not to be true”. I had to participate. In 1965, I... Read more »

On this, the eve of my 59th birthday

On this, the eve of my 59th birthday
I am perched comfortably in my bed, occasionally looking over at the clock. Right now, it’s 11:22pm and I am still 58 years old. I am hanging on to these last moments of this age because I still have the opportunity to say I’ll be fifty something one more time. Next year, well – that... Read more »

To my adult children: I will always worry about you so deal with it

To my adult children: I will always worry about you so deal with it
My kids call me crazy. Let me rephrase that: the adults I gave birth to call me crazy. They are 26 and 28 and I worry about them just as much now as I did since the day they were born. And that is never, ever, ever going to change. I have always suffered from... Read more »
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Presidential Race 2016: An open letter to all the candidates

Presidential Race 2016: An open letter to all the candidates
Dear Presidential hopefuls, As we are now deeply into the Presidential Race 2016, for the first time in my life I have been paying extremely close attention to each of you. After watching the Republican debate last night as well as the most recent town halls for Secretary Clinton and Senator Sanders I can only... Read more »

Aging: The good, the bad and the ugly

Aging: The good, the bad and the ugly
As I was writing this blog, I was on an airplane at 30,000 feet. I was on it for nearly 10 hours and could actually feel my skin drying from the altitude and lousy air circulation. I see now that I added a few new lines to my collection. When we landed and I stood... Read more »

Gained some weight this Thanksgiving weekend? One way to control that overeating

Gained some weight this Thanksgiving weekend? One way to control that overeating
Sure, all that turkey, stuffing. mashed potatoes, gravy, green bean casserole, cornbread, cranberries, pumpkin pie, whipped cream and other various Thanksgiving delights tasted great. Sure, you had everyone telling you “It’s a holiday, don’t worry about your weight”. That’s all great. But then you weighed yourself. You gained several pounds just this past weekend and... Read more »
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Losing a parent: does time ever really heal?

Losing a parent: does time ever really heal?
Today marks exactly fifteen weeks since my father passed away. I remember so vividly the phone call from my sister, screaming “He’s gone, he’s gone” over and over. I’d had my bag packed to go see him that morning. I knew that time was running out and I had to get up there (Madison). I... Read more »

Class reunions: losing their luster after forty years

Class reunions: losing their luster after forty years
Disclaimer: For those people that I did speak with, I’m glad I did. No offense meant here! Ahhh, high school. For some it’s a time of angst and agony; for others it’s a time of growth and joy. For me, it was the latter. I came out of my shell in high school and had... Read more »

On being an adult orphan: closing a chapter in my life

It’s been a rough couple of weeks. My father passed away. We buried him on the 5th. We emptied his apartment yesterday. Worst thing ever. And now, I face the grim reality that I am an orphan. I don’t care that I am fifty six years old, I just know that I now have no... Read more »
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Love thy mother: you will regret it if you didn't when she is gone

Love thy mother: you will regret it if you didn't when she is gone
Love thy mother. It’s written in the bible, the Ten Commandments and in all forms of religion. She brought you into the world. It’s been five years today since my mother passed away. It doesn’t seem to get any easier as I still, at times, reach for my phone to call her, only to remember... Read more »